A Little Man in a Giant's World
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Poem by: CZR
If you ask me for my help,
I apologise for I can give you none.
If you beg me even for a single penny,
I apologise for I can give you none.
If you want my advice,
I apologise for I am not qualified.
If you want me to save you,
I apologise for I cannot.
You should not even ask,
For I am good-for-nothing,
Just the average face you see,
In the crowd of a thousand faces.
Struggling to breathe,
Pushed aside and ignored,
Stung and maimed,
Below the men who stand ever so tall.
Below the feet of the Bourgeois,
Who rule the masses,
Made of people like me.
They told me not to feel
Not to think, Not to desire
To always obey and nothing more.
For we will never, in all eternity
Never be on the same level.
We accepted it as truth
And stayed in our social classes.
I accepted it as truth.
A small man like me,
Who cannot even stand
With the proud giants of the World ,
A small man like me,
Who does not even have dreams,
A Small man like me,
Who does not even know what he wants.
A Small man like me,
Who cannot even save himself,
What makes you think I can save you?
You presume too much from this small man,
I do not deserve the honour of even touching your hand.
Please wait for a more suitable man.
One who can holds his head up high,
Please wait, Ma Petite Cherie...
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Comments
Aww this is nice and honest! I like the last line.
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